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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Love
Jay Love
Performer
Swigga
Swigga
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Love
Jay Love
Songwriter
Lenworth Lesmond
Lenworth Lesmond
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Avid Record Collector
The Avid Record Collector
Producer

Lyrics

(Jay Love)
Back in effect, beats thump to fracture your neck,
This rappers a threat, I dust em like a package a wet.
 Slackers don\'t prep, Too tired acting upset, Cuz Everything I spit fire, without cracking a sweat. Raps are a check, the track is to spec, have some respect, Sonny, I\'m good money, Like a travelers check. This fuckin crap, mumble rap, Is as wack as it gets, These kids fucked the game up, Let\'s go back & reset Capture the best, I\'m phonogenic, The flow so epic, Everything I wrote authentic you show no credit, I so don\'t get it, I live hip hop, bitch stop, They read it, from a post on Reddit Now don\'t go sweat it, I\'m still on my P\'s & Q\'s, Peep the jewels, my pedigree includes, Emcees are food, so when beefing stews,
You\'ll get ate up, str8 up, like gummies with weed infused
(Now take a sec to check the pedigree)
(You don\'t believe me G, check my pedigree)
(See everybody knows my pedigree)
(If you motherfuckas don\'t know, well here\'s a hint)
(Now take a sec to check the pedigree)
(There ain\'t another motherfucker that\'s better than me)
(At least not with the principal in this pedigree)
(Let \'em see what the pedigree is)
(Swigga)
I\'m quick to tell him what my pedigree is, medically fit,
& can\'t nobody fuck with me, I\'m on my celibate shit,
& you know the pedigree of my elements click, for some, if it wasn\'t for us, they would never exist, or cease to exist, treat \'em like a cease & desist, & have our legal teams treat \'em like they pieces of shit.
My crew is woven in the fabric, in a needle & stitch, we\'ll probably wind up in museums, if the people see fit, my pedigree is pure breed,
but the last of a dying, ran with the lions in our land with immaculate timing and the thermostat controller to adapt to the climate,
got me swinging from tree to tree, without having to climb it
if you follow me, you following protocol, or you with Conrad Murray swallowing Prophafols. businessmen to farmers, switching dockers to overalls, and if you are a dick, you should probably grow some balls Pedigree bitch!
(Now take a sec to check the pedigree)
(You don\'t believe me G, check my pedigree)
 (See everybody knows my pedigree)
(If you motherfuckas don\'t know, well here\'s a hint)
 (Now take a sec to check the pedigree)
(There ain\'t another motherfucker that\'s better than me)
 (At least not with the principal in this pedigree)
(Let \'em see what the pedigree is)
 (Jay Love)
 This is light work, my pen is like a nuclear bomb, Push the button,
then something, Gonna do ya some harm. Cue the alarm, no joke, the future is gone, Mushroom cloud of smoke, from a 2 footer bong.
 Move it along, or get blown apart, cause these flows will spark,
& set u on fire like Joan of arc. Smoked, choked & charred,
so don’t go start, The bully of sound, push u around like a grocery cart. Your opponents sharp, Eddie scissorhands, I bet his Instagram,
 Is pics of him trimming grams, Spitting for these bitter fans,
Switching up your dinner plans, cause ain\'t nobody eating,
when I\'m beating up ya little xans. I keep it litty fam, fire in these streets, I\'m a lion on these beats, U getting bodied by a beast.
 Still climbing to my peak, While u copying these geeks, My policy,
 fuck quantity, If the quality is cheap.
 (Now take a sec to check the pedigree)
(You don\'t believe me G, check my pedigree)
(See everybody knows my pedigree)
 (If you motherfuckas don\'t know, well here\'s a hint)
 (Now take a sec to check the pedigree)
 (There ain\'t another motherfucker that\'s better than me)
 (At least not with the principal in this pedigree)
 (Let \'em see what the pedigree is)
Written by: Jay Love, Lenworth Lesmond
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